...BUT we're cheap dates.

Tears and sadness hit me like a ton of bricks, like being sucker punched in the gut...just like that for no reason at all. It's scary. It hurts.

I want to be and feel better, but I don't want to lose who I am.

I REALLY want to go to Orientation at Spin Friday night to see Nick and them.

*deep heavy sigh*

Must get some driving practice in.

This no internet thing sucks ass! I have to find a way to come up with an extra $xx a month so I can just get a wireless card and have internet where ever I go.

I'm not sure I'm going to make it through the day.

"...baby you're my cure...you're my remedy...so sincere and pure...say you'll never leave...I stay by your side...for eternity...until the day I die...you're just right for me...I'm just right for you...share your life with me...I'll share my life with you...anything that I may have...anything that I'm blessed to grab...I'll split it in half..."

Where's my just right for me?

"...maybe we can begin something wonderful and beautiful...because everything is cool...when love is all brand new...because you're learning me and I'm learning you...it gets better every moment I spend with you...because you're real and that's just what I like..."

I don't know what I'd do without music.

"...ain't no particular place we got to go baby...you know I'm satisfied just being your baby...forget the shopping sprees and A T teller machines...ain't what you're puttin out...it's more about what you bring...nothing material could ever take your place...you're responsible for the smile that's on my face...you make me happy...look what you've done to me...you're some kind of wonderful...you're something special...you must be an angel...I get so excited when you call me babe...in the middle of the day...to say that you love me...it's the little things that you do for me...shows me how sweet you are...I've waited forever to feel this way...some kind of wonderful..."

So this dude I met last year popped up out of no where. I gave him a second chance and gave him my number again.

"My boobs are cold."

I got rubbers. Free.ninety-nine. Well with a gift card. Let it rain.

Yeah, I don't think I can do it...dude is too complimentary and is trying to hard. It's too much for me. I tried.

Kinda.

"What happens most often is that someone wants to date you, you're not so crazy about that person, but you think that because everyone else is doing it, you should try it too. Attraction can build over time, right? Sometimes practice relationships work out fine. But sometimes when we force ourselves into relationships that done feel right, the time spent together can have a double quality, as if we are watching ourselves in a romantic comedy. Worse yet it the constant second-guessing about whether it's you or the other person. These relationships can be brutal on the quirkyalone spirit, and they rarely end well." quirkalone

Funny how you come across a passage in a book or a song pops up on your iPod that just happens to relate to what's going on in your life at the current moment.

Coincidence?

Woo hoo I was a Chase Picks Up the Tab Winner. It was only six bucks, but hey, that's six bucks I didn't really have.

Now if they could only pick up a couple of my bigger tabs. That'd be pretty damn awesome.

Hun? WTF?

Silliness...but it made me smile.

It's so effin' cold outside.

Customer: I want pants like yours, they make you look like you've got a booty.

Me: Um...I do have a booty.

That actually happened twice in less than an hour.

The more I read quirkyalone, the more I feel like I'm a quirkyalone (wiki doesn't give good enough of a definition to me, go read the book). But I want to be a quirkyalone who's part of a quirkytogether.

Fuckity, fuck, fuck, fuck...money is fucking evil.

We have a new member of the alcohol intolerant club. Everyone...welcome DJ 2Deep to the club.

We're a sorry group of people...can barely process our liquor...BUT we're cheap dates.

*laughs*

I'm not sure how I feel about this interview on Thursday. It's not the job I want, but I need something.

I really want one of those positions with Chase. Can someone put in a good word with them for me? Please and thank you.

*deep heavy sigh*

Mucho to do...not enough dinero or time.

All I want to do is eat, eat, eat.

What am I doing? Seriously...WTF am I doing? Who am I supposed to be?

I think dude may have gotten the message. That was a pretty asshole way to get the message across. Karma is probably going to get me for that one.

Yeah that's me...the asshole. I saw her coming when he called me on the phone.

"I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way." -Unknown

Yeah...me too.

I officially told dude that I wasn't interested and he seemed a bit bitter about it. All I won't bother you anymore, blah blah blah...dude...that's so lame. He shouldn't have mini ranted about being a good man and then saying US women always choose the other men. That's a no no.

I could go into rant mode about being a good woman who never gets picked, but I won't. I'll save it for my next list.

I'm in the ArtsGarden rockin out to some techno...I love my random collection of music.